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Chapter 1 Seven Worlds Floating Life

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    I came out of the rock and turned into a hero's tomb, and my affection is indestructible.

    The second generation broke the rock, crossed the Marriage Bridge, and the mandarin ducks flew in pairs.

    The third generation burns jade and stones, vows to abide by the golden jade alliance, and lives and dies with each other forever.

    The flowers on the other side bloomed all the way, like blood.  The River of Forgetfulness flows quietly, going east for three thousand years and going west for three thousand years.  Traveling to and from wandering souls, stepping on the long road to Huangquan, walking on Yu Naihe once, and drinking a bowl of yellow soup, all the past lives have passed away.  All living beings come and go by the Sansheng Stone, but no one pays attention to it. It can be seen that reincarnation is nothing but muddled.

    There is a man sitting beside the Sansheng Stone.

    It was a man, who looked closer, but in his twenties or thirty, with a blue shirt and wide sleeves, and a rough bamboo flute pinned to his waist, but he had silver hair all over his head, untied and casually loose.

    The man turned his back to the soul on Huangquan Road, and faced the bare piece of Sansheng stone, just sitting quietly with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake, as if he didn't realize that someone had been looking at him for a long time.

    Hu Jia is a newly appointed ghost messenger. He has only been in the underworld for more than forty years. As long as he can remember, this white-haired man has been sitting there, not moving.  Stare at the man's back for a while.

    The underworld is a world of ghosts and ghosts. The sun is in broad daylight, but there are no fewer ghosts than the underworld. Sometimes Hu Jia can't feel depressed. Staring at the man's back that is as motionless as a mountain, he calms down strangely for a moment.

    Suddenly, a white hand was placed on Hu Jia's shoulder. Even if he was a ghost messenger, he couldn't help but feel a chill coming down that hand, which made him sharpen his wits.  Turning around, Bai Wuchang's paper-like face was in front of his eyes, Hu Jia patted his chest, turned around, and hurriedly saluted: "Ecstasy."

    Bai Wuchang nodded his head vaguely, his lips did not move, but his voice was clearly audible: "Go and call him, and tell him that the hour is up, please go on the road."

    "Me?" Hu Jia was taken aback, looked at the statue-like white-haired man, then at Bai Wuchang, "This villain"

    "Just go." Bai Wuchang said lightly, "I mistakenly hooked up a person's soul back then, causing him to be separated from life and death. I have been in love for several lifetimes but have not been able to live in peace for hundreds of years. I think I don't want to talk to me."

    "Yes." Hu Jia didn't dare to disobey the envoy's words, he hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "That person what should I call that person?"

    Bai Wuchang seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "You can call him Qi Ye, if you call him like that, he will definitely answer."

    Hu Jia couldn't hesitate any longer, and walked towards the man.

    When he was still in the world, when he was young, he listened to the story told by the teacher in the private school. In ancient times, there was a man who was very good at painting. One day he scribbled a long dragon on the wall, but his eyes were closed. Passers-by were just puzzled when they saw it.  After asking, the man said that he was afraid that the dragon would turn into a real dragon once its eyes were dotted. Others just didn¡¯t believe it, and the painter had no choice but to dot the eyes for the dragon. The dragon really came alive, Qing Xiao  A sound of soaring like a cloud is the finishing touch of the legend.

    At this moment, for some reason, Hu Jia felt that the white-haired man who was sitting quietly was like a divine dragon that had never touched his eyes, as if once he was awakened, the land the size of the Sansheng Stone would not be able to keep him anymore.

    As he approached, the man was still unconscious, sitting upright, facing the stone slab, with his eyes closed.

    Hu Jia cleared his throat, boldly stretched out his hand and gently pushed the white-haired man's shoulder: "Qi Ye, the ecstasy envoy has sent a message to the villain, saying that the time has come, please go on the road."

    The man didn't move, as if he didn't hear it.

    Hu Jia made a "gurgle" in her throat, raised her volume, and approached the man's ear: "Qiye, the ecstasy"

    "Yes, I am not deaf."

    Hu Jia was stunned for a while, and it took a while to realize that this man who didn't look like a living thing actually spoke, and he still said it to him.

    The voice of this "seventh master" was very low and soft, and it sounded in my ears, as if a gentle breeze was blowing in my heart.  Then, he moved a bit, as if his body was inflexible after sleeping for a long time, he moved his shoulders, opened his eyes very slowly, and glanced at Hu Jia.

    Those eyes are very clear and bright, the corners of the eyes are wide open, the eyeliner is distinct, slightly raised, as if smiling, the memory of the brilliance, but only a flash, then quickly closed again.

    Hu Jia was taken aback, thinking that this Seventh Master is actually such a good-looking person.

    The white-haired man sized him up for a while before saying thoughtfully: "I don't think I've seen you before"

    "Hu Jia, the villain, is the ghost messenger of the underworld, and he has only been in office for forty years."

    &Drink more of the water of forgetting love, and wait for ten years by the bridge of Naihe, waiting for that person to enter reincarnation together"

    Hu Jia asked: "Isn't it impossible for a person who doesn't drink Mengpo soup to be reborn?"

    Bai Wuchang nodded: "So in the second life, he turned into a flying insect and flew under the lamp that the man picked up at night, but it's a pity that the man was ignorant of the naked eye, so he caught him and crushed him to death at his fingertips.  "

    Hu Jia didn't know what to say.

    "He waited for that person to come to the third life," Bai Wuchang and Hu Jia huddled far behind the "seven masters", their ecstasy voices were like mosquitoes and ants, and they were pressed down in their throats, but they spit out every word  It is particularly clear, "In the third life, he turned into a black dog and was raised by that person since he was a child. However, because of the downfall of that person, he killed the dog for meat to eat. In the fourth life, he was a gift from the sweetheart,  Put a pot of jasmine on the window sill, and the man watered it and cared for it with all his heart, but later the sweetheart remarried, and the man moved to another place sadly, leaving jasmine in the deserted house, withered and died. The fifth generation, he  Turned into a snow fox, captured by that person, raised in a deep house, for people's pleasure, because that person's concubine loves his fur, suffered from thin skin cramps"

    "Why is this so?" Hu Jia widened his eyes, "Everything in the world has a cause and effect, he didn't plant an evil cause, why"

    Bai Wuchang glanced at him and shook his head: "The number of cause and effect is not something we can understand."

    "Then"

    "After he came back, he drank three bowls of Mengpo soup by the Naihe Bridge." Bai Wuchang smiled wryly, "But for some reason, it was useless to him after drinking the Mengpo soup whose memory was washed away by the world. I don't want to forget  He just forgets when he wants to forget, and remembers when he wants to forget. He laughs at himself that these hundreds of years are so long, sometimes he can¡¯t remember his original name, but he just wants to remember those past events.  Jing Qi. Waiting for He Lianyi's sixth generation, a total of sixty and three years, he sat by the Sansheng Stone facing the wall for sixty-three years. Calculated, the seventh master was entangled with He Lianyi's destined seventh life.  It's the last one left."

    Hu Jia was stunned: "No wonder." He looked up at the people walking slowly in the distance, and always felt that the unrestrained and unrestrained man Bai Wuchang described was not the same person, but the white-haired man with snowdrifts  Usually, it is scattered behind a man, but I feel that it is the first-class sad and desolate color in the world.

    Jing Qi stood still by the Reincarnation Pool, waited for the two of them for a while, and only after Bai Wuchang and Hu Jia approached did he jokingly ask, "Am I human this time?"

    Bai Wuchang said: "A noble man."

    Jing Qi glanced at him, curled his lips: "You don't need to be expensive, it's better not to worry about food and clothing, and don't worry about everything. Anyway, let me just idle around and eat until I die."

    Bai Wuchang didn't speak any more, just stretched out his hand: "Please."

    Jing Qi hastily clasped fists at the two of them, smiled, and stepped into the pool.

    Seeing that he was about to sink into the Reincarnation Pool, why not Bai Wuchang suddenly bit his finger and flexed his fingers, a point of bright red emerged from his pale fingertips and fell into the Reincarnation Pool, turning the entire pool into blood red.  Hu Jia was taken aback, and exclaimed: "Ecstasy, what are you doing?"

    Bai Wuchang ignored him, murmured words, suddenly stretched out a bloody finger, and tapped Jing Qi's eyebrows, Jing Qi was in the pool, unable to dodge, he was taken aback for a moment, looked up, that Wuchang was still  With an empty face, the pupils were still so frozen and dull, looking straight into his eyes.  Jing Qi felt as if he had been pushed violently by someone, and sank in an instant. Someone whispered in his ear: "Because of me, your fate was broken, and you were wandering around the world for no reason, suffering all kinds of hardships.  To repay, I will devote myself to practice, in exchange for your blue hair in the next life"

    Hu Jia was dumbfounded when he saw Jing Qi's figure sank instantly, and at that moment, the reincarnation pool was almost magically red, but before he could cry out in surprise, he saw that the water in the pool became clear again, calm and calm, as if no one had ever come, since  No one went.

    Hu Jia slowly turned his head away, but Bai Wuchang had disappeared, leaving only a piece of white paper in the shape of a human being, which fluttered to the side.

    There was a "crack" around him, and a black figure appeared out of thin air, leaning over to pick up the white paper that fell on the ground, Hu Jia was taken aback, and hurriedly saluted: "Judge"

    The man in black shook his hand: "That's all." The piece of paper suddenly ignited in his palm, and it instantly turned into a ball of ashes.  pool.  Seeing that Hu Jia was dumbfounded, the judge said: "This time, Bai Wuchang is not from the underworld, but he is just waiting for his destiny in the body of Wuchang, and he should go now."

    Hu Jia's lips moved, as if he understood something, but also as if he didn't understand anything.

    The judge sighed, just like when he came, and once again sank into the darkness out of thin air.

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